[All it takes is a moment of locking eyes, and Law knows he's got work to do. He's tired, the illness drained him more than it should have, but he pushes past it as he notices that yep, it is Michael and he looks rough.]
Oi. Michael-ya...
[he stops, blocking the path, ready to look him over and offer advice. He can't heal this flu, but he can ease the suffering, quiet people down. If Michael is anywhere near as altered as he was just a day or two ago, he might be afraid to get treated. So, maybe it isn't wise to completely let down his guard. Law's hands remain in sight, but he's an intimidating figure and he's not going to just back off and leave.]
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Oi. Michael-ya...
[he stops, blocking the path, ready to look him over and offer advice. He can't heal this flu, but he can ease the suffering, quiet people down. If Michael is anywhere near as altered as he was just a day or two ago, he might be afraid to get treated. So, maybe it isn't wise to completely let down his guard. Law's hands remain in sight, but he's an intimidating figure and he's not going to just back off and leave.]